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Walking down the sidewalk,
Lost in my thoughts,
Pondering whether to reach out to check on a friend today.
My eye catches a spot in the dirt,
Nestled among the grass
Is a round outline.

Could it be?
Yes, it is! It is a penny.
Faded, corroded, Canadian.

I pick it up and feel so many emotions.
I feel joy at having found a penny today.
I feel inspiration to reach out to that friend.
I feel relaxation and trust.
I feel a sense that I am where I need to be,
And I am doing what I need to do.
I feel called to share what discovering a penny
Means to me,
And to express why pennies,
Revealing themselves,
Imbue me with confidence and happiness.

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